don’t even know how long she’s been gone.
It’s like I’ve woken up in the bed and she’s not here…
…because she’s gone to the bathroom or something.
But somehow, I know she’s never gonna come back to bed.
If I could just…
…reach over and touch…
…her side of the bed…
…I would know that it was cold, but I can’t.
I know I can’t have her back…
…but I don’t want to wake up in the morning, thinking she’s still here.
.
I lie here not knowing…
…how long I’ve been alone.
So how…
…how can I heal?
How am I supposed to heal,
if I can’t…
…feel time?
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Mementooo
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